Red String

"My name is Actor Mark actually, but I prefer Actor. This "Dark" you speak of isn't here.... Yet," Actor added quickly to end, a smile appearing on his face. Though, for a second, Yancy saw it twitch at calling him Dark. Must have been his eyes playing tricks on him; This man seemed nice, but something was off, much like the manor, so Yancy had to be careful. "Anyway, enough about me and.... Dark, you must be Yancy, correct? I've heard so much about you."

The prisoner nodded despite Actor seeming off. "Yes, I am, but if youses could, can youse answer my questions? This place doesn't look like the pictures Dark se-" He started but stopped when he noticed something behind the red-themed ego. Yancy quickly noticed that the manor had changed. The windows were fixed, the walls had no plants of any sort, the grass mowed evenly, and the door was fixed; All too much like the pictures unlike how it was seconds ago.

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Or: Dark has been gathering egos at their manor, and Actor is sick of it. Why can't he collect his own?